Troubled Mind

I had a good man and now my man is gone I had a good man and now my man is gone And I pray to God, Lord, that my man will come back home And I don't feel so good, Lord, in this world alone Don't feel so good, in this world alone And have been In the blue, Lord, ever since my man been gone I was layin' on my pillow as the rain beat on my windowsill I was layin' on my pillow as the rain beat on my windowsill And I was wondering if my man, Lord, love me now I feel so worried that I'm hurt and bruised I feel so worried that Im hurt and bruised Daddy, call, Daddy, I can't get no mail from you Too much trouble hanging over my head Trouble Trouble hanging over my head And if the world goes bizarre that I ever had